Fi, in a moment of privacy, succumbs to her desires. In the small, stark restroom, she lifts her skirt, revealing her lace panties. She slides a hand inside, her fingers finding her slick folds. She closes her eyes, biting her lip, as she pleasures herself, her breath hitching with each stroke. The room fills with the sound of her wetness and her soft moans, a symphony of her solo pleasure.